AN: Just something I wrote. I was bored okay. Oneshot.


He stood in front of the mirror, face void of any motion. Today is the day.

The day of his execution. A public execution.

"Heh…"

Does he regret what he did? No, not at all.

After all, his life motto is either go big or go home. And boy, did he go big.

"Ahah…"

Just remembering makes him shiver. If he could, he would hug himself, laugh, jump, and spin around.

But sadly the handcuffs prevent him for doing so.

Well, not really.

If he really wanted to, he could escape.

"Eheh…"

But then, he would miss the show! Unacceptable.

He doesn't wanna miss the show. After all, it's going to big, loud, and lots of screaming.

Ever so slowly, a smile slash smirk blossomed on his face. And boy, if someone saw it. They would think he is insane!

And they wouldn't be wrong about that either!

Surprise surprise.

Oh look its show time.

As he was walked out, he hummed, a skip in his step.

—-

"…Any last words, before we kill you Alfred F. Jones." The Executioner spat out to the man, no wait, monster who faces death for his heinous crimes.

Good riddance.

"Yeah, just one word." He purred out, not at all scared.

"Boom!" The monster said. And right after the monster said that one word. His world faded into nothingness.

Silence.

And then.

Uproar.

Chaos.

Explosions.

Death ruled supreme